My dick throbbed, my fingers aching to touch it. It wouldn’t take me long at all. Not while I had her taste in my mouth and the memories of her muscles clenching around me. But I took a breath.
This wasn’t about me. It was about her. If she was done, I’d just have to deal with it.
Her eyes opened like she’d heard my thoughts loud and clear. Desire flashed dark in her eyes as she lifted her hand and beckoned to me. “You didn’t think I’d forgotten about you, did you?”
“Thank fuck,” I groaned. Then our lips crashed together in furious need. But it was more than that. Deeper.
As I kissed her, I knew it was because I felt more connected to her than I’d ever felt to anyone before. I loved her.
I loved her so fucking much. And I was never, ever letting her go again.
Chapter 38
Addy
Marco kissed me like he was pouring the very essence of who he was into me. His kisses alternated between tender and demanding, hungry and loving.
He was devouring me, consuming me, marking me. I let him because I was doing the same to him.
Our limbs tangled together, a pile of hands, legs, and arms. We cradled, touched, and explored. His familiar, comforting scent enveloped me, and I shamelessly breathed him in.
Marco flipped us over so I was straddling his lap, but our mouths remained fused together. With my heart slamming against my ribs, I pressed myself against his warm skin and marveled at the fact that he was really mine.
His body was like marble cased in velvet. Every girl’s wet dream. My fingers found his hair while his skated up and down my sides.
Closing his big hands over my breasts, he ran his thumbs over the sensitive skin before bringing a nipple to his wet mouth and kissing me like he was starved for me. My eyes rolled back in my head. I’d never felt anything like the sensations he was making me feel today. If this was what pregnancy sex felt like, sign me up every damn time.
Groaning against my chest, he licked and nipped his way back to my mouth. My nails dragged from his firm butt to his scalp, eliciting a low growl from the back of his throat.
He shifted to watch me lying on his bed, his eyes roaming over every inch of my exposed skin. That intense gaze lit my nerve endings on fire.
It was far from the first time he’d seen me naked, but it was the first time it wasn’t only my body that was bared to him. My heart, mind, and soul were exposed now, too.
I’d told him I loved him. I’d agreed to move in with him. It was crazy, and Elena really was going to kill me, but I’d figure something out with her. The baby and I needed to take priority, and I wanted this relationship to work out.
With the way he’d looked at me downstairs when he’d asked, I hadn’t been able to say no. But I hadn’t wanted to, either. Moving in with him made sense. We did have a baby on the way, but we’d also taken so many steps forward in our relationship. This felt like the right time to take this one.
When his eyes met mine after completing the intense onceover, I felt like he could see all the way to my soul. A moment passed between us, one where our newly admitted feelings felt almost as tangible as the need in our bodies.
Our eyes locked. Marco reached for me just as I reached for him. He lowered himself slowly onto me, keeping our hands clasped tightly together.
From now on, this was the way things would be between us. A thrill chased down my spine when I realized it. We were together now, an us instead of just two people joining.
I wrapped my legs around his hips, whispering his name as I rocked against him. Against my man. It was almost impossible to believe it was true, but it was.
He caught me staring, but no smirk or witty comment followed. There was only pure, unconditional love staring back at me. He claimed my lips for a long, slow kiss, and he lined himself up with me.
As frenzied as we’d both been earlier, we were taking our time now. His mouth moved away from mine, leaving me to bite my lower lip as his moved down my body. Trailing kisses over every inch he could reach, he withdrew from me in one smooth stroke that made us both moan before sliding back in.
Brushing a lock of my hair from my face, he watched me as our fingers linked together. We’d had a lot of sex, but it’d never been like this before. This intimacy was new, exhilarating in a way that entranced me.
Marco plunged into me, my hips meeting his at every thrust. Our gazes remained glued together, our gasps the only sounds in the room.
Moving together in a rhythm that was hypnotizing, we climbed higher and higher. We were together every step of the way. My back arched and I clenched around him, my fingers grasping at his as I shuddered and moaned beneath him.
Pleasure erupted deep within me, flowing through my body. Sparks of ecstasy shot from the crown of my head to the tips of my toes. Angels serenading me couldn’t have been better than the sounds that met my ears when my climax triggered Marco’s. He tensed above me, coming on an epic groan.
His mouth slammed onto mine, kissing me deeply and leisurely as we came down from our respective highs. I felt his heart thumping against my chest, the rhythm matching my own as our breathing slowed.
Marco pulled away from me lazily, a slow grin spreading as he squeezed my fingers in his. “I finally understand why
